Utterly Stuck In Wall Novelas e Histórias

I stared at the stone, my fingers twitching with unease. There was no button, no switch, no seam. Just cold, solid wall. Gez, I can't believe I forgot the most important part. HOW DO I OPEN THE DAMN WALL?!! I bit my lower lip, frowning. That day, the wall had opened for them. I hadn’t seen what triggered it, just the aftermath. So now what? I looked at the portrait again, eyebrows raised. “Well?” I asked him like an idiot. “You gonna help me out or just keep pretending to be important?”

He took a step back, watching her stricken face. Her legs shook as she struggled to stand on her own, her knees felt weak, her hands weakly tried to hold on to the slippery wall, failing. But more prominently, she realised, the throb in between her legs was most weakening, distracting.

Jayden wasn't trying to win an old bet between me and him by repeating it — but rather trying to get the exact same score he got that day. I didn't even dare to guess why. He muffled the swearing, which drew me back to the situation at hand. I backed away from the door and raised my hand, forming a fist in the air. However, the moment I started moving it towards the painted wood, I found myself freezing. Midway through the swing, I just stared from the door to my hand, and even though I willed it forward, pushing it with the weight of my body, it wouldn't comply. It was as if I was stuck on an invisible wall.

With an annoyed groan, I grabbed it with both hands and started to pull with all my might. Dimly, I wondered how it had even gotten into that spot in the first place. Had it been thrown? Or did a person as tall as two people stacked atop one another done it? “Any problem?” Zane asked from beneath me, still holding my ankles tightly. His skin burned hot against my skin, but all it gave me was an immensely delicious sensation that filled my entire body with a brief moment of euphoria. “It's essentially stuck to the stone. I'm doing my best to remove it. I'll try using the rocks for leverage,” I said, lifting one of my legs and placing it against the slippery rock wall.

Anything. My eyes scanned the cell again, flickering from the loose patch of stone in the corner to— There. A broken stick—thin, long enough, maybe strong enough. I crawled over to it, my limbs trembling, my fingers barely working as I reached out. “Come on,” I whispered. “Just… a little closer…” I finally got hold of it and shuffled back to the cell door. My fingers trembled as I shoved the stick into the lock, awkwardly twisting, hoping something would catch.

I was fidgeting as I swallowed the huge lump in my throat. It had never been so real. Now I realize the fact that I'm stuck with this man for the rest of my life. I'm Stuck with Oliver. ***************************************Yes

She's not coming back, so he needs to do damage control. ~~~ Cara taps her feet on the carpet continuously, as her sweaty palms are resting on her knees. Her heart beating and a voice in her head constantly repeating "You are so stupid.", as she stares at the door of her bathroom. 10 minutes feels like ten years and she feels the wall of her untidy bedroom is closing in on her. She's muttering silent prayers but she has no idea what is praying for or against. Her heart stops beating for a second as she notices the doorknob is being pushed down. Cassie comes out holding the pregnancy test Cara had peed on earlier in her hands.

I should probably go check on the wall now that most people are still busy with class, Gao Yu thought to himself as he left the class. Gao Yu walked discreetly and soon enough find his way to the old block announcement room, creeeaaak…the door opened as he walked in and closed it before waiting for about a minute to open it. After a minute passed, Gao Yu tried opening the door as his hand started sinking in just like the other day. What should I do next, Gao Yu was still in thought when Yu appeared just like yesterday to stop him from sinking in. “let go off me,” Gao Yu said, something deep inside seems to be telling him to allow himself to be sucked in.

My instinct told me there was a waty out. I paced up and down, checking the walls if there was any door and after a long time search, I found one. I ran to it, it was covered with dust and webs. I cleared that off and reached for the knob, I wrenched it but it was stuck. Changing my stance, I wrenched it more strongly with force and it popped up. I jumped up excitedly, the door opened so I wouldn't have to rot for anyone's sake.

" I stood up as I had had enough of this shit. I looked at the time and almost two hours had passed. I tried not to think about it. I continued to walk straight but there was nothing but a wall. I heard something moving and when I turned around the door was sliding in the wall. I ran back over but it quickly shut. I was trapped in a cement space with hardly any lights and no where to go. "Did your aunt not teach you manners that when someone is talking to you, you can't walk away? The common courtesy is to hear the person out." "You are not a person and there is nothing you can say that I want to hear." "Even if it's a hint of the next game?" "Let me out of here! Right now!" I said beating o